To start, I have been a strong believer in the paranormal since I was a young child. I have childhood stories that I’d like to share at a later time. But for now, I’d like to talk about what happened to me about 10 years ago. I’ve never been more afraid of the other side than that time. I’ve never submitted a story before, but felt that I needed to share about this experience. To share it with people who maybe have experienced some of the same things. It’s a little long, but nonetheless scary.

It was the summer of 2007. My husband, daughter and I had to move from where we were living to a trailer in a very rural community away from my hometown where I grew up. To give you an idea of the area, forest surrounded everything. Our trailer was right next to the only main road. Behind us was a cow field, then 4 other trailers in a line about a half mile away from us. It was a very nice location, and the inside was just what we needed with a 7 year old. But I always had a strange feeling, like something lurking behind my shoulder. I just shrugged it off as being stress from moving away from my hometown to a brand new area.

The activity was very slow and small to start. I would hear small bangs and knocks on the walls and the front door glass, but we had 3 cats, so I thought it could be them. Sometimes I would think the trailer was just “settling”. Then at times I thought it was my daughter, Max, making some of the noises. But she always said she wasn’t. I did believe in the paranormal, but ghosts hadn’t came to my mind. Yet. Then, one night, everything changed.

My husband, Charlie, worked evenings at a restaurant 60 miles away and didn’t get off until late, anywhere from 2 to 4am. I had a futon in our living room where I was sitting watching a movie. My daughter was asleep in her room, and all 3 of our cats were asleep in various spots around the living room. It was about 2am, as I was waiting on Charlie to come home. I had the lights off because I was watching a horror movie, as I’ve always loved watching them in the dark.

First, I got a chill of cold around me, which I just thought was our air conditioner in the kitchen. But I then realized I had turned it off several hours ago, because I’m a naturally cold person. Before I could shrug it off, it felt like 3 fingers run through the left side of my hair above my ear. I immediately got goosebumps all over my body, and I sat straight up and shook my hair out, thinking maybe a spider, but I left denial behind. I KNEW those were fingers running through my hair. I shuddered and barely slept at all that night.

The next day, I called a few of my friends to tell them what I had experienced. My friend J said she could come over and we could do an EVP, or electronic voice phenomena, experient. She thought that by making contact with me, maybe they wanted to communicate. So, her and my friend M came over armed with a digital recorder and a ouija board. Charlie went to work as usual, and about 9pm I put Max to bed. We sat around talking girl talk for a bit, and I had told the girls about the small occurrences, like the knocking on the walls and windows, especially on the front door.

So, around 3am, we decided to get started. We turned out the lights, lit 3 candles, and placed our fingers on the planchette. Then, we turned on the recorder. The house was very quiet, so, starting with J, we started asking questions. J asked “Is anyone here?”. The planchette moved slowly to yes. Just a note, I had used spirit boards before, so I knew the rules and how everything was supposed to work. We went around in a circle asking simple questions like “where are you” and “how did you pass?”. We kept getting answers spelled out like “here” and “the well”. (we had an in ground oil well behind our house at the time)

The board then spelled out “I like you”. M asked “who do you like?” The planchette sat still for a moment, then moved to where it was pointing at me. At that point, I started getting a bit queasy, and had chills up and down my body. I asked J and M if we could stop and maybe review the recorder. We said goodbye to the board, and then rewound the tape.

We all sat, eager to see if we had captured anything. There weren’t any responses to the first few questions. Then, we hear J ask “where are you?”. We hear a small, child like voice come through and say “outside”. The hairs on the back of my neck started to raise. Next, we hear M ask “how did you pass?” and we hear a faint voice of a woman who cries “so cold”. At this point on the tape is where the board is spelling out I like you. You hear M say “well, who do you like?”. Then, in a deep male voice, sounding as if almost slithering out of the speaker……”Nikki”. To this day, I still get chills of fear when I think of that voice.

At that exact moment when my name came out of the recorder, it felt as if a very strong force pushed down on my shoulders. Like hands pressing down, hard. I felt extremely sick, and stopped the tape immediately. J said a blessing, but it didn’t really relieve the pressure. Charlie ended up coming home, and the girls decided to go to sleep. Charlie and I laid down, and he fell right to sleep. But I had this extreme wave of fear. Every time I closed my eyes, I could feel someone watching me closely. I opened my eyes quickly, and to my horror, I saw a very dark, male shaped shadow on my ceiling directly above me.

I’ve never suffered from sleep paralysis, and as soon as I opened my eyes, it vanished. I sat straight up, my chest feeling heavy and tight to where I was having trouble breathing. I was shaking and trying to wake Charlie up to tell him what I saw. But he was too out of it. So, I sat there in my bed curled in a ball, until the dawn came. Then I could finally close my eyes and sleep.

From then on, everything was different. I was always cold, even though temperatures reached 80 degrees. The shower, other than the bed, was the scariest place in the house. I would go to take a shower, and always had my water pretty hot. But every time I’d undress and get in, I’d feel that familiar cold swirl around my body. I would get chills all over. At one point, I could even see my breath it was so cold in the shower. I went from showering once a day to once a week. I just couldn’t take it.

Every day was the same. I’d have enormous pressure on my shoulders, I’d have panic attacks out of nowhere, I’d have a lot of difficulty breathing, and that feeling at night. That damned feeling. Whatever was haunting me loved tormenting me. Always staying on the ceiling. Making sure I would see him just for a split second. I don’t know if it was because we opened up a doorway when we used the board that night, but I always think back and wished we had left it alone. I do feel that it still would have escalated, but slower without the board.

About September of that year, I was able to move back to my home town. I was terrified that whatever had ahold of me in the country would follow me. When I got back home, I looked up some spells and rituals to cast away negative beings and spirits. I never felt that presence again. But, to this day, I will never forget that voice or what happened. It has strengthened me as a person. For anyone thinking of using a spirit board, just be careful. You could release something very devious that wants you, but needs a way to get to you.

Thanks for reading my story. I’m a big fan of your channel, and I hope you give my story a chance.